"Good Morning Sir, Here are your files." Haechans voice sounded through the office of a busy CEO.

"Haechan stop calling me Sir!" Mark groaned at the beautiful boy who hopped from one leg to another.

"Sir! Sir! Sir!" Haechan giggled into his stubby arms, being the child he was.

"You little devil. Come here!" Mark gestured him to come closer and so Haechan hopped next to the CEO. He sat on his lap as Marks arms hugged his waist burying his face in his neck.

"Whats wrong?" The younger fiddled with the olders fingers.

"Tired." The older mumbled aganist the soft golden skin, softly kissing the youngers nape.

"S-Sir......" Haechan blushed darkly at the older making Mark chuckle and look up.

"Just stay still. I have to overwork tonight." Mark sighed pushing his lower lip out.

"Mark! Its Lucas's lawsuit. You should come." Jaemin entered the office room quite stressed out himself.

"Hi Jaemin." Haechan waved at the caramel haired beauty.

"Hey Haechan." Jaemin smiled sadly at the gorgeous boy on his fiancé's lap.

"Do I have to come?" Mark groaned standing up with Haechan, Jaemin nodded as they walked out of the office.

D-Dont l-leave me please!!!

Haechans voice screamed inside Marks mind when he drove out of the drive way. The little boy waved as if nothing bothered him, but the truth was his heart shivered at thought of the older being away from him for a while.

I'll be back soon baby....

And so he waited, waited so long he started crying. His stomach churned, he curled up in his bed. Something wasnt right. Why was Mark taking so long? Thats when he realized something. His periods, his pains and cramps were appearing. With great effort he showered and changed into clean clothes, pad and boxers.

"Haechan Lee right?" A man in black questioned Haechan suddenly when he was about to wear his pants.

"W-Who are you? A-And how come you enter my quarters?" Haechan took a step back fear rising up in his weakening body.

"Shut up!!" The man growled slapping the smaller across the face as Haechan stumbled on the floor.

"Gosh!!! Why is traffic such a pain?!" Mark banged the stearing wheel. It had been hours since they left the courts.

"Relax Mark. We are almost there." Jaemin clicked his tongue in annoyance.

After seemed like a few minutes the car finally reached the company and Marks body pulled him Haechans quarters. A shrill feeling of fear draining him. He practically ran towards the room, but took a step back when he saw the door opened, the place dishaveled, thinks broken and Haechan missing.

Mark!!! Where are you Mark?

The voice of his soul stabbed his heart when his head turned to the direction It felt the vouce called from. Mark didnt even see Jaemin standing next to him, he pushed him away as he ran down stairs like a mad man.

And there he was, Crying in the arms of his fathers men. Mark ran towards them but the men threw Haechan into the back seat of the car as they men got in and drove off. Haechans blue eyes cried, his hands banging on the glass window as Marks figure was fading.

"Hello sir? Haechan has been taken away from Mark." The driver informed Mr Lee and smile. Haechan felt like his heart was stabbed, his breath raggered, his body slowly giving up.

"Mark!! Who was that? Whats happening?" Jaemin came breathless towards an angry Mark.

"I-I hate him!!! I need to go. Father is crossing his limits Jaemin." Mark immediately took his car driving home to face his monster of a father.

Mark couldn't breath. It felt like a thick glass barrier had been put inbetween them. Haechans cries were soft, painful and unbearable. He drove so fast it felt like he was blind and his mind was the one ruling him. Mark almost broke their family mansion gate as he stompted his feet into the house.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU???"  Mark pushed all the food off the dinning table that his parents sat. His father acting as if he did nothing at all and was the purest soul out there.

"What do you mean son? And where are your manners Prince Mark?" Mr Lee chuckled at his fumming son.

"L-Let him go! What did that boy even do to you?!" Mark balled his fists tightly trying not tk burst out and do something he might regret for life.

"No. He happened to be your stupid soul? A low cast like him doesnt deserve to sit on the throne of a royal." Mr Lee spat at the son who couldnt stop himself from shivering. This man had stalked him? He knew? Then he'd do what he did to Jungwoo.

"He's my soul for a reason! Thats destiny! Why cant you sleep in peace if two souls became one?!" Mark shouted at his father had was slapped again across his face harder this time.

"Im the King! I decide on who you marry, He'd be sent to the men down the palace so the promise would be killed." The King cackled at the boy before him, Mark knew what that meant. Haechan would be sent down to be ruined, Sex without your fated soul would kill the person.

"Dad!! No!!" Mark screamed informaly at the man he called his father. His mother stood silently watching the argument.

"He Isnt Royal, Son. One More Word And You'll Watch Him Die." Mr Lee snapped at the prince walking out of the dinning room.

"I-I'll marry Jaemin. Tomorrow, J-Just let Haechan go. Please. J-Jaemin would carry the heir. Set Haechan free. I'll break my ties with the boy." Marks voice broke as he fell on the floor, and the King smiled in tirumph.

"Good." Mr Lee turned around but frowned. "No he'll be released after the wedding." He nodded down at the son.

"Let him go now!! Mother please say something!" Mark looked at his mother who sighed.

"Let him go Lee." The Queen glared at the man before her and he grunted nodding as he called a man and mumbled something.

"Get ready for the wedding tomorrow." Mr Lee frowned walking away from the mother and shaking son.